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I Write Because I Must

by Joshua C. Chadd

Why do I write?

This is such a simple question but I don’t think it’ll be a simple answer, so bear with me. I guess, to best explain it I’ll have to go back in time.

A long, long time ago in a frontier far, far away, a little boy grew up in the wilds of Alaska, raised by wolves. Okay, the wolf part isn’t true, but I did grow up at a lodge in the bush of Alaska where I spent my spring/summer/falls with my family. Out there we had no running water, electricity, internet, video games or TV. As you can imagine, growing up with my brother, we had grand adventures outside, because it was the only way to entertain ourselves. I mean when the whole wilderness is your playground, the possibilities are endless! We went on imaginary adventures day after day and sometimes we wouldn’t even come out of character for days on end.

Fast forward to middle school, we were now living in Colorado and introduced to the world of internet and video games. This was a blessing and a curse, because I was familiarized with high fantasy, where before I knew little. Needless to say, I was hooked. Now, instead of playing our “imaginary games” outside, (which we still did at times and I still do today) I began to write. The art of creating with words hooked me, but . . . my English class killed that quickly. Now, I’m not saying all English classes are like this, but mine sucked. Throughout middle school, my urge to write kind of died until I began taking online classes my junior and senior year. My imagination flourished! I began to write more, but then soon stopped again. At that time, I had an addiction to video games that almost caused me to fail school.

After graduating, (yes, I did graduated and quit playing video games . . . mostly) I didn’t write for years as life got in the way. Then I started dating the woman who’d become my wife, and in a moment of vulnerability, I read her my unfinished, VERY unpolished story. She loved it! This was huge and I got another two pages written! Hey, that was a lot at the time, quit laughing. Then it died again as we pursued marriage and finally got married a year later. But that wasn’t the end, oh no, that was just the beginning!

I can still remember our first Christmas. I had no idea what my wife had gotten me, but I hadn’t been allowed into the spare bedroom of our apartment for a few days and I couldn’t imagine why. She opened the door on that Christmas morning and I couldn’t believe my eyes. In the room, against one of the walls, sat a nice wooden desk with odd knick-knacks on it, but the best part was a little book labeled, Joshua’s Book of Writing Inspiration. As I said, my marriage was the beginning of my journey as an author because my wife saw in me this immense desire to write that I had been repressing! She was the catalyst that began me down this road and one of the main things that keeps me going now!

I know, I know, I got away from the question, but I told you this wasn’t going to be a simple answer. As I wrote this, however, I realized it is a simple answer. I write because I must. I don’t have a choice. If I didn’t write, all the worlds and characters contained inside my head would find their own way to break out—and that wouldn’t be pretty. See, writing is not just something I do, it is a part of who I am!

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